"I'm sorry for being stupid," Goyo said. "Please forgive me." Outside the three of them ran towards Nachine's home where the fire had smoldered. "You need a ride, losers." He jumped in an ambulance truck then race the engine. "Ask my forgiveness for killing Arcadio."
Goyo pushed the passenger door open. Constance ran toward the door and socked him in the face. He rocked himself to recover from it.
"You need to be punished."
"I'll murdered you first," Constance said slamming the door. "Go help the teacher."
Brice's mind kept instructing his legs to run. Collapsing near the ambulance truck, his nose smelt a musty scent. He struggled to open his eyes when a hand slapped his face.
He loved the scent, he could block out the burning pain that made his body exhausted. With his eyes shut, he drifted off into sleep to forget the pain. Then his body elevated and he was tossed on to a steel floor. After, his ear were alert to a conversation..
"Where you get the truck?" Constance asked.
"I'm returning back to Brazil," Goyo said with his voice cracking up in Brice's head.
"I'm going back soon, we are almost done," said Constance. "Don't go after my mama."
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